A trying week for Iconista, not without its highlights although, having come within a whisker of running down a cyclist and a pedestrian in her two-seater, she has decided to dust off her chauffeur. But, before she goes to blow away his cobwebs, she'd like to share today's sweetest finds.
Showing posts with label gary cooper. Show all posts
Showing posts with label gary cooper. Show all posts
Thursday, 24 May 2012
Friday, 5 February 2010
Great Disapproving Looks #4

OK, Iconista's not been doing her homework, not the sort she can post on a blog anyway.
So this paltry pick is less "Disapproving" than "No thanks, pal."
Iconista may have to create a spin-off called The Big Chill.
It's a thought.
I shared it.
Now, ogle and move on. Iconista doesn't have all day

Don't mess with Wide Ida

He's not gonna hold out long

No one's buying it for a moment Joan, but we appreciate the effort.

Careful, Gary. The only man who ever achieved anything by sulking was Gandhi.
Friday, 13 November 2009
Something for the weekend

It's been days since Iconista's been properly kissed (the eager pecking of boys does not count). She must make do with a little vicarious smooching.
Robert Taylor and Lana Turner in Johnny Eager. Frankly, she looks a damn sight more eager than him.
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carole lombard,
clark gable,
gary cooper,
jean harlow,
kissing,
lana turner,
robert taylor
Friday, 6 November 2009
Coop
Allow Iconista to indulge her passion for a long dead gent. According to Clara Bow he "was hung like a horse and could go all night."
Iconista's interest is merely aesthetic.
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gary cooper
Wednesday, 13 August 2008
More Distracted Yet

First Orlando sends me a gorgeous photo of Gary Cooper from his Hollywoodland collection, then I read a post about The Great Man in my new fave blog by Sheila O'Malley, which send me scurrying over to YouTube to check out his Big Break Movie.
The film's called Wings and won an Oscar for best picture the first year of the Academy Awards, 1927.
Sheila tells us "In Wings Cooper had only one major scene. "I played the veteran flyer," he explained. "Dick and Buddy were cadets. The camera picked me up munching on a chocolate bar in their tent. I kinda salute, throw the half-eaten candy aside, and take off for some test flying. I'm killed, but all you see is the shadow of my plane. Then the camera focuses on the unfinished chocolate. I always give credit to Arlen and Rogers for their swell reaction to my death. They made me a hero."" If you want the rest of the story about how Clara Bow, Cooper's current lover (apparently, he had a few), landed him the role you can read it in the rest of Sheila's post.
I was startled to see it was a silent movie. It started me thinking about technology moving fast - people at the beginning of the last century must have had the same buzz of excitement as we feel now as media moved from silent to talkies to colour and then TV. Imagine seeing movies in your own living room for the first time...I'll bet it felt every bit as exciting as taking your iphone out of your pocket and watching your favourite TV show while waiting in line...
Enough musing.
Enjoy.
"The general consensus seems to be that I don't act at all. " Gary Cooper
I think I might start giving you a new movie kiss every day :)






1928


In Sergeant York
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